By Farnaz Sha
In the darkest corners of the human heart,
Where shadows dance and monsters play
Their part, there lurks a force, a twisted art,
A deliberate sadism, tearing worlds apart.
No rhyme or reason to their cruel design,
These souls, devoid of mercy, forever unkind,
They revel in pain, seeking a sickening pleasure that consumes their mind.
Their wicked smiles hide a malevolent glee,
Innocence shattered, a twisted ideology,
Leaving scars that never truly heal,
The victims trapped, unable to break free.
They'll toy with hearts, with fragile souls,
A sick game of control that takes its toll,
Inflicting agony, filling empty holes,
Empty vessels they are, devoid of any goals.
Their instruments of pain are refined,
Each strike calculated, injuries well-defined,
Leaving marks of their victim's confinement,
Their prison of torment, forever maligned.
No rhyme or reason to their cruel delight,
Deliberate sadism, darkness taking flight,
Thriving on tears shed in the dead of night,
Each act of brutality, an unholy rite.
But fear not, for light will always prevail,
Even in the face of those who wish to impale,
Their sadistic tendencies, a gruesome tale,
A testament to the strength of innocents,
That will forever prevail.
When light units against the dark
Their true nature shall be exposed,
Leaving a lasting mark,
For in the end, love's resilience will embark,
And cast away the shadows,
Forever igniting hope's spark.
This is Amazing 🤩 farnaz …
What a magnificent poem! 😍 So well written. 👌🏻